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iluvroadrunner6) wrote2007-08-27 03:01 pm
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Anna - Through the Leafy Green
Fandom: Supernatural
Title: Through the Leafy Green
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Rating: FRT
Characters: Anna Scherlacker, mentions of Seth Hawthorne
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theatrical_muse Prompt: Topic #193
Content Warning: N/A
Summary: She didn’t get to go to the woods much. Usually she spent a lot of her time around asphalt and concrete.
Author's Note: I don't think TM!Anna/RoTM!Anna is going to be along the same lines as the one I've written before. Same personality, mostly, but since I can only write Anna for these prompts, there's going to be little to no mention of Dean, or any of the other Supernatural characters (unless she encounters them in the TM universe) but anyway--same character, but set before she met Sam and Dean. If that's confusing, I can try to explain it better.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Supernatural. They're owned by the CW. However, any and all original characters are mine, so please do not use them without my permission.
She didn’t get to go to the woods much. Usually she spent a lot of her time around asphalt and concrete. In fact, asphalt and concrete was where she was happiest. After all there was stuff to look at. Technology. Flushing toilets.
A cell phone signal, maybe.
The woods were just scenery, though. All green and leafy. There was never really anything to do, either, just walk until your feet hurt and look at things that weren’t really that entertaining. Plus there were bugs. And snakes. And other beady eyed crawly things that creeped her out and she really didn’t want to get to know better, ‘kay? Thanks.
She could complain all she wanted to, to Seth, about how this sucked major ass, but she knew he wasn’t going to listen. After all, the wolf in him loved the outdoors. The wolf in him wanted to run through the trees and scare squirrels and hunt—things. Occasionally those things were people but they didn’t talk about that much. It just made things awkward. Really awkward.
Like—using Gina’s truck to unintentionally help remodel the living room, awkward. After getting chewed out for destroying Gina’s baby, then chewed out for destroying the wall, and then chewed out for being reckless and driving without a license—which she’s tried for several times, but is never going to get because she only crashes the cars anyway—she thought she was done being punished.
Apparently, she was wrong. She got to be sent on woods duty with the twin terrors while they went camping. While that clearly sounded like bundles of fun—she wished she could have had the option to pass. Now her feet hurt from walking all the way, her ankle was throbbing from where she twisted it on a rock, her back was killing her—she just wanted this to be over.
She snapped her gum, before whining, “Are we there yet?”
She was met with harsh stares, and she decided to shut her mouth. Talking wasn’t seeming to get her anywhere, and if she needed a way out, she needed someone else to do the convincing. That’s when she felt in. The nice wave of static crinkling just under the edge of her skin. She grinned, before looking up at the sky, seeing the storm clouds gathering overhead. Her favorite kind of weather.
She heard someone make a comment asking her what she was so happy about, and all she did was turn to them with a grin.
“It’s gonna rain…”
Title: Through the Leafy Green
Author:
iluvroadrunner6Rating: FRT
Characters: Anna Scherlacker, mentions of Seth Hawthorne
theatrical_muse Prompt: Topic #193Content Warning: N/A
Summary: She didn’t get to go to the woods much. Usually she spent a lot of her time around asphalt and concrete.
Author's Note: I don't think TM!Anna/RoTM!Anna is going to be along the same lines as the one I've written before. Same personality, mostly, but since I can only write Anna for these prompts, there's going to be little to no mention of Dean, or any of the other Supernatural characters (unless she encounters them in the TM universe) but anyway--same character, but set before she met Sam and Dean. If that's confusing, I can try to explain it better.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Supernatural. They're owned by the CW. However, any and all original characters are mine, so please do not use them without my permission.
She didn’t get to go to the woods much. Usually she spent a lot of her time around asphalt and concrete. In fact, asphalt and concrete was where she was happiest. After all there was stuff to look at. Technology. Flushing toilets.
A cell phone signal, maybe.
The woods were just scenery, though. All green and leafy. There was never really anything to do, either, just walk until your feet hurt and look at things that weren’t really that entertaining. Plus there were bugs. And snakes. And other beady eyed crawly things that creeped her out and she really didn’t want to get to know better, ‘kay? Thanks.
She could complain all she wanted to, to Seth, about how this sucked major ass, but she knew he wasn’t going to listen. After all, the wolf in him loved the outdoors. The wolf in him wanted to run through the trees and scare squirrels and hunt—things. Occasionally those things were people but they didn’t talk about that much. It just made things awkward. Really awkward.
Like—using Gina’s truck to unintentionally help remodel the living room, awkward. After getting chewed out for destroying Gina’s baby, then chewed out for destroying the wall, and then chewed out for being reckless and driving without a license—which she’s tried for several times, but is never going to get because she only crashes the cars anyway—she thought she was done being punished.
Apparently, she was wrong. She got to be sent on woods duty with the twin terrors while they went camping. While that clearly sounded like bundles of fun—she wished she could have had the option to pass. Now her feet hurt from walking all the way, her ankle was throbbing from where she twisted it on a rock, her back was killing her—she just wanted this to be over.
She snapped her gum, before whining, “Are we there yet?”
She was met with harsh stares, and she decided to shut her mouth. Talking wasn’t seeming to get her anywhere, and if she needed a way out, she needed someone else to do the convincing. That’s when she felt in. The nice wave of static crinkling just under the edge of her skin. She grinned, before looking up at the sky, seeing the storm clouds gathering overhead. Her favorite kind of weather.
She heard someone make a comment asking her what she was so happy about, and all she did was turn to them with a grin.
“It’s gonna rain…”